10| Love by mistake

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Hchhh....She clears her throat before taking a deep breath. Adjusting her crisp, tight buttoned formal white shirt, she tucked it under her black pencil skirt which reaches her mid-thigh. Her matching pointed heels giving her a perfect look as some high business persona.

Her bright lipstick sits cherry on the top along with her perfect shinny fair cheekbones. Her doe-shaped eyes will bring any man to his knees. Her full sleeve doing the sin of covering her long skinny arms. Her small studs glitter in the light.

"Khushi are you ready?" A girl voice intruding her actions grabbing her attention.

"Yup! Do I look perfect?" Khushi asked showing her form.

The girl gazed her for a brief time before twisting her lips reaching khushi.

"Your hair is undone. I wonder how you become an under cop agent when all you do was forgetting important details now and then" The girl taunted harmlessly before making khushi hair in a perfect bun.

"Hey, sara... Don't underestimate me, ok. One or other day I'll be praised by all and every agency is going to run behind this KHUSHI SHARMA" khushi raised her collar as her eyebrows proudly.

Sara pouts and gestures a perfect by hand sign before hugging her.

"Who is your first client, by the way?" Sara questions breaking the hug.

"ASR" khushi answers taking her clutch stuffing some pens and small pad to scribble.

"ASR, I heard this name somewhere. Leave it, what crime he has done?" Sara asks helping her.

"That's confidential. Can't say babe..Bye..Will catch you tomorrow" Bidding a bye khushi left her apartment ready to finish her first assignment.

Speeding her new car which her dad gifted her for her twenty-fourth birthday, she stopped by her office. Collecting needed details and some essentials she travelled to her destination through a cab.

Sitting in the back seat she gazes the cloudy night which is ready to pour through the car window.

A new batch of breeze nuzzled her face letting few of her short tendrils to float in front her face. Tucking it behind she pondered over the details of the case she read and observed yesterday.




An eleven-year-old boy and a thirteen-year-old girl, siblings by nature were forced into molestation by threatening. Their parents died in an accident leaving their child in this cruel world. They are not so rich but not too poor. A distant relation of them was the caretaker of their siblings. And that distant relation being greedy for money sold the siblings. And somehow those siblings contacted help through CHILDLINE 1098 SERVICE... They were rescued but the problem started when both are diagnosed with AIDS. In between the time when they were rescued and kidnapped they're molested. Further driving the investigation, it was reported that some international organisation is involved in this child abuse. They were an organisation that abducts orphaned children and made them as a child prostitute. Secretly that case was forwarded to the agency where khushi works.

And now she's going to meet the person who was the base of that organisation in disguise.



"Madam, we reached" The driver's voice broke her thoughts.

Khushi steps down from it and stood to stare the view of that star hotel. It was a tall building covered with glasses screaming its luxuriant.

She walks to the reception "ASR, appointment time 7 P.M."

The receptionist gestures her to go after ringing and acceptance from the owner.

Gulping her saliva, she straightens her shirt one more time before pressing the bell.

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